I hate to see the sun sink low
Just for a cause you ought to know
For it's true love I can't forget
All of my sorrow, you'll soon regret

You promised me love that was true
And I'm sorry to say that I believed in you
Oh, it's all turned out just like a dream
Left me so sad in the world it seems

There's dishes to wash and a house to clean
There's washing to do, oh, it seems so mean
There's a million words I can't explain
Think of this, girl, before you change your name

They'll go away and leave you at home
They never care if you're alone
They seem to forget they've got a wife
This story is sad, but it's a true life

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Writer(s): BILL MONROE